Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 84756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Having a woman’s hand on my cock for the first time feels out of this fucking world.
“Stroke me, mia regina.”
She starts to pump my cock, and when my ass lifts off the bed to thrust into her fist, she tightens her hold on me, and I slump back onto the mattress.
So fucking good.
Her free hand rubs over my abs and chest while she keeps pumping my cock eagerly.
Christ, I love her hands on me.
“That’s it,” I praise her, my breaths coming faster and faster. “Make me come.”
Her eyes feast on my body as she picks up speed, and when her fucking tongue darts out to lick her lips, pleasure shoots through me.
Gabriella watches as I come for her, my release shooting over her hand and my abdomen.
My fiancée is a little too eager, and I have to wrap my hand around hers to stop her from stroking my sensitive cock.
When her eyes fly to my face, I explain, “I’m very sensitive after an orgasm.”
She climbs off the bed, and a frown forms on my forehead as I watch her walk to the bathroom. She comes back with a washcloth and proceeds to wipe the cum from my abdomen, but then she pauses, and only when I nod does she carefully clean my cock.
That’s another first for me.
Taking the washcloth from her, I toss it near the towel and say, “Get in bed.”
“I’m sleeping here?” she asks.
“Yes.” I get up and pull the covers back. “Your bed looks like I massacred your pussy.”
“That’s because you did,” she sasses me as her sexy ass crawls beneath the covers.
I lie down beside her, and reaching for her, I pull her tightly to my side. “How’s the pain?”
“Bareable.”
“How was your first time having sex?”
She snuggles against my chest, and the position hides her face from me.
“Look at me,” I order.
She tilts her head back, and when her eyes meet mine, she answers, “Even though it was painful, it was a million times better than I thought it would be.”
“Christ.” I frown at her. “How much pain did you expect?”
“I’m not talking about the pain.” An emotion I can’t quite place tightens her features. “It was a million times better because it was you.”
When I keep frowning at her, she adds, “It wasn’t Stefano.”
Finally on the same page as her, I rub my hand up and down her back before holding her tighter.
“Thank you for saying no,” she whispers.
We lie in silence as I think about everything that’s happened from the moment I laid eyes on Gabriella.
I took her for Dario. At least, that’s the lie I told myself.
Honestly, I took Gabriella because when our gazes locked for the first time, I saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.
I tried to fight the attraction, but somehow, she walked past all my defenses and demanded I face the truth.
I fell in love with Gabriella at first sight.
I press a kiss to her hair, then whisper, “Saying no was the best thing I ever did.”
She lifts her head to look at me again, and I bring my free hand to her face. As I brush my fingers over her cheek and jaw, I admit, “You were mine the moment you refused to break eye contact with me.”
She scoots up and presses a kiss to my mouth. “It’s a good thing I’m stubborn.”
Gabriella relaxes beside me again, and I pick up the remote control, turning off the lights.
Staring into the darkness, I enjoy the feel of her body pressed against mine.
The peacefulness of being in my private space wraps around us, and for the first time ever, the presence of another person doesn’t bother me.
Chapter 23
Gabriella
When I wake up, it takes a moment to make sense of my surroundings.
I become aware of Damiano’s arms wrapped tightly around me, my back pressed to his chest. He’s holding me the same way I hold my pillow when I sleep.
With his face pressed to the back of my neck, his breaths warm my skin. One of his legs is thrown over mine, and his manhood is hard and big against my butt.
I had sex with Damiano.
After the first memory hits, they all pour into my mind.
The shooting lessons.
Damiano hugging me.
The nightmare, and him comforting me.
Experiencing my first orgasm.
My thoughts stop on the memory, and my lips curve up.
When Damiano kept rubbing his cock against me, it made me feel so much pleasure it was overwhelming.
I remember everything when he took my virginity. The look on his face. The way his body moved. The pain as he kept thrusting until he found his own pleasure in my body.
Even though it hurt a lot, I’d do it a million times to see that hot look on his face as he orgasms. To feel his weight bear down on me.
For a couple of seconds, I was stronger than him.